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Daniel Arthur Smith

The Cathari Treasure

A weekly Arts and Literature podcast
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Daniel Arthur Smith

The Cathari Treasure

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Daniel Arthur Smith

The Cathari Treasure

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Nova Scotia Tuesday 1330 hoursCameron and Pepe stopped to fuel up in Clementine, before turning onto 101.  Pepe stood at the old gas pump outside of Cameron’s window watching the numbers roll by as he filled the Chevy with gas.Cameron took
Nova Scotia“We are here,” said Nicole.  “Please stop the car.”Cameron did as Nicole requested and stopped the Chevy in the middle of the road.  Nicole stepped out of the Chevy before Cameron had even switched off the ignition.  She walked a
Nova ScotiaAfter riding in the Chevy for nine hours, Cameron looked forward to the six-hour sleep ahead of him.  The ferry would not be crossing from Saint John to Digby until morning.  Now the ferry terminal, and most everything else in Sai
The Cathari Treasure“Then it is true.  Je le savais,” said Pepe.“What is?” asked Cameron.  They were a few hours out of Quebec driving into the indigo dusk.“Les Chevaliers du Christ, they really exist.”“Chevaliers, Knights, The Knights of
QuebecPepe slid into the backseat, “So.”“I promised Marie that I would take Nicole to Nova Scotia,” said Cameron.  “I think that will finally be the last stop.”“I will go with you,” said Pepe.“I would like that.”Nicole turned toward the
Quebec“Ok, this way,” said Cameron as he waved goodbye to Christophe, “as we discussed.”  Cameron led the others down the sidewalk.  They had discussed an escape route in the slim chance they would be pursued by the Rex Mundi or the police. 
QuebecCameron and Pepe approached the bench where Nicole sat with her legs crossed, her face basking in the sun.  Her eyes were closed and they thought she had not heard them as they stepped in front of her.With her eyes still closed, Nicol
Quebec“You first,” said Cameron.The priest stepped into the booth and Cameron followed.  As the priest opened the outer door he said, “You and your friend should really reconsider.”“Should we now.  C’mon let’s go.”“You are signing your ow
QuebecCameron heard two quick clicks behind him followed by two clinks of metal on the stone floor.  Cameron did not need to see behind him to know from where those subtle sounds came.  Pepe’s handgun was a SIG Mosquito, based on the design
QuebecCameron could now for the first time see the man in front of him quite well.  Whatever they had shoved in his nose had made him quite lucid.The man was tall, well groomed, and had a very kind smile.  Cameron thought the man’s looks we
QuebecCameron awoke to total darkness, his muscles burning from the earlier seizing spasms.  He tried to lift his hand to his forehead to no avail.  When he jerked at his other hand, lightning shot up through his arm into his shoulder.  Came
QuebecThe door to the confessional was open.  Cameron thought to let Pepe know he was going into the confessional and decided not to, fearing that, due to the silence of the cathedral, even the faintest voice would carry.  He questioned his
QuebecAfter two days of rain, billowy clouds now floated across the Quebec’s azure sky.  Cameron had spent the morning walking through the Parc de l’Esplanade thinking about Marie and the last few days.  Now he sat on a bench in the small pa
Quebec“So are you two going to tell me your plan?” asked Nicole.“Sure,” said Cameron.“I for one would love to hear it,” said Pepe.“Well, we’ll go into Quebec tonight, stay with Pepe’s people, and at noon tomorrow Pepe and I will go to the
QuebecDrops of rain blotted out the windshield as fast as the wipers cleared the glass.  Cameron’s eyes had become sore over the last hour.  The pounding patter of the rain abruptly stopped as the Chevy drove under the roof of the gas statio
QuebecCameron powered up his cell phone.  To conserve the battery he had left the cell phone off since leaving Montreal.  Cameron was glad to see that the little battery icon in the corner of the screen was still green.  On the seat next to
Lake OntarioWhen Cameron finished packing the trunk of the Chevy with the fruits of Pepe’s arsenal he sealed up the bunker and went back into the cabin by way of the lakeside deck.  The glare from the sun, now above the lake, made the inside
Lake OntarioAt the edge of the trees, behind the cabin, stood a double door tool shed.  The shed’s red paint was dulled and worn from the lakeside winters.  Cameron thought that the shed might be older than the cabin, as there would not have
Lake OntarioAfter cleaning and dressing Marie’s wound Cameron moved her to the sofa.  He watched her breathe perchance she would awake.  She did not.  Cameron sipped his coffee.  When he bought the beans at grocery store he had thought the c
Lake OntarioThe Chevy’s headlights lit the back wall of the cabin, as they had when they passed through on their way to Toronto.  When the ignition switched off the sudden silence consumed Cameron.  Nicole had stopped praying and had been st
Lake OntarioThe prayers continued as the Chevy drove back up the lakeside.  Cameron listened to the rise and fall of Nicole’s whispers, oddly harmonious with the drone of the roadway.  Hours had passed before Cameron realized that he was not
TorontoAfter the initial shots rained down from above The Lotus Flower no more followed the black Escalade up Yonge Street, no more gunmen ran out from the crowded restaurant, and the second Escalade, with Christophe in the passenger seat lo
TorontoCameron peered quickly out the small porthole window of dining room door to see what they were up against and then quickly pulled his head back.  A lone gunman, wearing a sport coat and sunglasses, stood inside the dining room with hi
TorontoCameron made his way through the kitchen toward the back of the apartment.  Through the wall, he heard the quick creaking steps as other gunmen joined their comrades outside the door.In the bedroom, Cameron found the others huddled b
TorontoAnanda slowly reached into his pocket and then offered his hand to Cameron.  In Ananda’s hand, Cameron saw the dull brass key for the padlock on the bottom of the door.From downstairs, they could hear screams and more gunfire.  Camer
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